The Alpha's Hidden Heirs (Selene and Kane) novel Chapter 151

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Kane stormed out of the pack house, leaving behind nothing but chaos and heartbreak. 

I glanced at my mother, her face red and swollen from crying endlessly. My father sat silently, his eyes glued to the floor, his expression blank. 

Tears streamed down my face as the pain in my chest grew unbearable. 

In a single night, everything had fallen apart. 

Kane had ruined everything. I couldn’t stop wishing it was all just a terrible nightmare, one I could wake up from and find things back to the way they used to be. But this wasn’t a dream. It was real. Kane had stripped my family of our home, tossing us out of the pack, leaving us to face homelessness and despair. 

I stole a glance at my parents, then took in a shaky breath. Determined to do something, I reached out to my uncle’s pack for help. As the phone rang, I prayed silently before the call connected. 

“Hello, can I speak to Aunt Soph?” I asked, my voice trembling. 

Hearing my voice, my mother looked up, her tear–rimmed eyes meeting mine. I put the phone on speaker so she could hear the conversation too. 

“Yes, she’s here,” the person on the other end said before passing the phone to my aunt. 

“Who is this?” came the voice of a curt, middle–aged woman. 

“It’s Selene, Aunt. How are you?” I tried to sound composed, even though I felt anything but. 

She exhaled sharply. “How do you think I’m doing? Your uncle is gone. I’m barely holding on.” 

Her harsh tone caught me off guard. I blinked, trying to process her words. Clearing my throat, I replied carefully, “Aunt, Mom and Dad aren’t doing well. I wanted to ask if they could stay with your pack for a few days. Just until we figure things out. I hope it won’t be a problem.” 

The reply came swift and cutting. “Don’t even think about sending them here, Selene. I’m not taking on anyone else’s burdens. I know what happened to you all, and let me make one thing clear–you brought this on yourselves.” 

Before I could respond, the line went dead. 

I stared at the phone in disbelief, a mix of shock and pain washing over me. Slowly, I turned to my mother, who shook her head, her face a mixture of hurt and outrage. 

“For years,” she began, her voice trembling, “we sent them money. We helped them live in luxury. Not once did we ask for anything in return. Every time they visited, we treated them like royalty.” 

Her disappointment was palpable, and I felt a pang of guilt. If my uncle were still alive, would he have helped us? Or would he have turned his back on us, too? 

At this moment, I wasn’t sure whom I could trust anymore. 

Magnus had been right all along. There was no one I could truly rely on. 

I was already broken from losing my children to Kane, I couldn’t bear to lose my parents too. 

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